A/N T/W suicide, self harm. Why do I keep doing this to Virgil? I need to lay off my dark emo child.
"You shouldn't even be a side. All you do is cause trouble!"
The others had all been criticizing him this morning. Especially Roman. It hurt. Especially when he said those words.
"Your just another one of them. You should go kill yourself already"
At that they had all froze. Roman made to walk forward, maybe to apologize, or maybe not. Virgil didn't take it. He stepped back against the wall, smiled sadly and pulled up his sleeves.
"Your sorry can't change the story"
He hears them gasp but it means nothing. These scars on his wrists, they are nothing. He is nothing.
He begins to walk away when someone grabs his wrists. He hisses at them and they quickly let go, afraid to hurt him anymore than they have done already. He sees the words forming on their lips but he wants none of it.
He strides quickly to his room and locks his door. He hears them pounding on the door. It's a pointless endeavour. It's to late to save him now. He's been suffering for to long.
Already the blade is in his hand. Already it is slicing through his skin. He smiles at the pain, but it's not enough, the blood is only oozing, he wants it weeping. He pushes it harder and the razor goes deeper. Slicing into his viens until blood gushes from his wrists and down his hands until it drops off his fingertips.
This pain is a sweet relief to him. It means good things to come. It means peace. The door flings open but the pounding doesn't stop. He hears the screams but doesn't register them. He doesn't fear the blackness creeping in, just the blurred figure trying to wake him. He doesn't want to wake up. His eyes are glazed and already his soul wanders. He is ready to go.
Just before his spirit leaves, the last words fall from his lips. "A dream is a wish your heart makes" he sings. This is what he dreamt about, death is what he wished for, how could they be so blind? Because then he's gone. Just like that. The last breath leaving his body. His heart is still. Roman closes his eyes and cradles his now ex-boyfriend close. What had he been thinking? This wasn't a fairytale, no sorry could change the story, and their most definitely wasn't a happy ever after.
